Memory (an acrostic poem)

Music played softly in the background

Emily smiled at her husband, watching him conduct the band in his mind

Matt was brilliant with a baton in his hand.  It was something he was born to do

Oscar had said as much during Emily and Matt’s wedding ceremony

Reaching out to touch Matt, Emily smiled at that reminiscence

Yet she accepted that that recollection was gone for him, like so many others

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